Fierce People by Dirk Wittenborn is largely, even hugely enjoyable. And yet one thing stuck in my craw (the crop, throat, or first stomach of fowls). It's set in 1978, but one of the characters refers to the Dead Kennedys and sings Kill the Poor and Holiday in Cambodia which didn't come out till 1980. Of course I notice these things, someone has to. Editors and publishers certainly don't.
Thus the strings are revealed, the puppets fall to the floor. My heart sinks and I consider tossing the book out of the train window, except they're the kind of windows you can't open.
There are a pack of other incongruous 80s references in it, but only one musical one. So three cheers for me.